Between you and Aizawa you were the bread winner, so much so you decided he deserved to stay at home and lounge. Enjoy the peace of life. You loved to spoil him, and even though the gender roles were reversed, neither of you cared.

You got home to the peaceful sleeping Aizawa on the couch. You took off your shoes, and came over to sit by him. Carefully rubbing your hands over his forehead.